Thursday, December 23, 2010

Monumental

Let's chat. Why do our bodies go to pot in our later years? Everything sags and droops. My sister always likes to point out to me that even our ears and nose continue to grow. Great...just what I want to know. My nose is already long enough to pass as a ski slope. It will probably look like I have my own personal Eiffel Tower hanging off of my face when I'm 80. I was at a plastic surgeon's office trying to see what I could do to save myself. I later saw his notes about my breasts. He said they were pendulous. I had visions of a clock pendulum in my head. So now I will have a nose like the Eiffel Tower and breasts that could be the inner workings of Big Ben. I'm a monument.

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